It feels like hours before she responds.

"I'd like that," she says with a smile.

"Finally," says my dad.

Ava and I turn to look at him, confused. But my mom speaks up, "I think we should hold the ceremony when you both feel ready."

I look between my parents, who are beaming at me.

I frown, "Why the rush?" I ask them.

My parents look at each other, then back at me. "Well, Leo," says my dad, "your mom and I aren't ...